Chapter 8
Scott lay on the silver metal table. He couldn't move as there were black straps tying him to the table. He was wearing what was like a white pair of pyjamas. The table had slots where his legs, arms and torso were and the black bands came out of the slots and held him firmly to the table. His head was held in place with one of the bands as well rendering it impossible to move. Scott stared at the ceiling feeling more uncomfortable with every second that passed. To the left of his head was an IV pole but there was nothing on it. There was nothing else in the room, not even a window so he didn't know if it was day or night. Scott counted the ceiling tiles to pass the time. Nobody had been to see him or tell him what was going to happen although he knew what was going to happen. He had stopped shouting an hour ago as his voice was getting hoarse. He wanted to know what was going to happen to him and his father.
"Let me out of here," he shouted again but nobody came.
Scott closed his eyes and concentrated on moving the straps with his mind. This was the fifth time that he had tried and nothing worked. He then tried to make contact with his father with his mind but there seemed to be a block. He wished he had practised more with the sphere. Then he started to reflect on his life. Even after 15 years Scott still had some trouble accepting his origins. As much as he loved his father he wished that he lived a normal life. His education had been interrupted time and time again as he and his father were forced to move on. The thing that hurt most of all was the fact that Jennie, his mother, was forced to move on as well. He was so close to meeting her but Fox had intervened. The last time was 5 years ago. Before that it had been 7 years and before that his father met her almost a year after he came back to the planet.
Scott pushed this out of his mind and tried to concentrate on releasing himself from his binds. As he concentrated he felt one of the straps tied around his arms loosen. He wiggled his arm and managed to get his arm free. He then unstrapped himself from the rest of the binds. He climbed down off the table and walked over to the door. He tried the handle of the door and found that it was locked. He put his finger over the lock and as he pictured the door opening in his mind he felt the click of the lock opening. He opened the door and found himself in a corridor. A skylight in the roof told him it was night-time. There didn't seem to be anyone else around.
Scott crept down the corridor and came to a door with the words Evidence Room on a metal panel. He slowly pushed the door opened. He locked the door behind him and turned on the light. He saw his and Paul's duffel bags. They hadn't been logged into the system yet. He reached into his own bag and felt around for his sphere. He found it and put it in his pocket and then turned on the light and headed out the door with the bags. There was no-one around at all and he wondered why. As he crept quietly down the corridor he came across another room. The blinds were down on the window and door was locked. Scott touched the keyhole and the door opened.
"Foster," he exclaimed when he saw Cade.
"Scott," replied Cade looking a bit worn out from trying to escape from his cuffs.
"Have you seen my father?" asked Scott looking for something to free Cade with.
"No. Fox wouldn't listen to what I had to say," Cade said in disgust.
"I told you he was not to be trusted," replied Scott sighing as he tried to open the cuffs. He took out his sphere. He put it in the palm of his hand and concentrated. Soon a blue/white light was radiating from the sphere and all of a sudden the cuffs opened. Cade rubbed his wrists and as the two left the room one of the guards suddenly appeared. He pulled his gun and told them not to move. Scott still had the sphere in his hand. It glowed brightly and suddenly the window shattered catching the man off guard. Cade punched him in the face and grabbed the gun, Cade noticed that the punch had split the guard's lip but it self healed. Cade pulled the trigger and shot the guard. Scott looked on in amazement as the Gua dissolved into a puddle of phosphorescent bubbles.
"What the hell was that?" asked Scott.
"That was a Gua," replied Cade grimly.
"Let's find my father," Scott said as the two ran down the corridor. As they turned a corner in the corridor they saw a guard sitting outside a room. They hung back for a minute.
"What's with the security in this building?" asked Cade increduously. They had not passed one person in the corridors since they killed the Gua.
"I don't think Fox has a lot of resources," replied Scott.
"He has enough from what I've seen so far," Cade said.
"How are we going to get my father out?" asked Scott.
"Can you create a diversion with that thing?" asked Cade indicating the sphere that Scott still held in his hand.
"Yes but I am not that good with it," replied Scott.
"Ok you create the diversion and I'll get Paul," instructed Cade.
Cade watched for a minute as Scott connected with the sphere and it started to glow brightly. The fire alarm bells started ringing and the sprinkler system turned on. The guard got up off his seat and went down the opposite way to investigate the supposed fire. Cade and Scott ran over to the door and Scott placed his hand over the lock and it opened.
"And I thought I was the master thief," Cade thought to himself as they both went into the room. Paul looked up.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Come on lets go," replied Cade helping Paul up.
"You lied to me," Paul said as they left the room.
"About what?" asked Cade.
"Fox showed me your files. You are nothing but a con man. I have an understanding of what a con man is," Paul said.
"Dad, Fox is lying. You know he can't be trusted but I believe Cade. I saw one of those Gua dissolve," said Scott. They came to an emergency exit and were just about to leave by it when they heard a familiar voice behind them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Fox said. The three men turned and saw Fox standing there. The guard was standing beside him and they both held guns.
"You lied to me George," Paul said.
"No I didn't Paul. Everything I told you about this man is true. He even has Scott lying for him," lied Fox. He indicated with his gun that the three should move away from the exit.
To be Continued
Scott lay on the silver metal table. He couldn't move as there were black straps tying him to the table. He was wearing what was like a white pair of pyjamas. The table had slots where his legs, arms and torso were and the black bands came out of the slots and held him firmly to the table. His head was held in place with one of the bands as well rendering it impossible to move. Scott stared at the ceiling feeling more uncomfortable with every second that passed. To the left of his head was an IV pole but there was nothing on it. There was nothing else in the room, not even a window so he didn't know if it was day or night. Scott counted the ceiling tiles to pass the time. Nobody had been to see him or tell him what was going to happen although he knew what was going to happen. He had stopped shouting an hour ago as his voice was getting hoarse. He wanted to know what was going to happen to him and his father.
"Let me out of here," he shouted again but nobody came.
Scott closed his eyes and concentrated on moving the straps with his mind. This was the fifth time that he had tried and nothing worked. He then tried to make contact with his father with his mind but there seemed to be a block. He wished he had practised more with the sphere. Then he started to reflect on his life. Even after 15 years Scott still had some trouble accepting his origins. As much as he loved his father he wished that he lived a normal life. His education had been interrupted time and time again as he and his father were forced to move on. The thing that hurt most of all was the fact that Jennie, his mother, was forced to move on as well. He was so close to meeting her but Fox had intervened. The last time was 5 years ago. Before that it had been 7 years and before that his father met her almost a year after he came back to the planet.
Scott pushed this out of his mind and tried to concentrate on releasing himself from his binds. As he concentrated he felt one of the straps tied around his arms loosen. He wiggled his arm and managed to get his arm free. He then unstrapped himself from the rest of the binds. He climbed down off the table and walked over to the door. He tried the handle of the door and found that it was locked. He put his finger over the lock and as he pictured the door opening in his mind he felt the click of the lock opening. He opened the door and found himself in a corridor. A skylight in the roof told him it was night-time. There didn't seem to be anyone else around.
Scott crept down the corridor and came to a door with the words Evidence Room on a metal panel. He slowly pushed the door opened. He locked the door behind him and turned on the light. He saw his and Paul's duffel bags. They hadn't been logged into the system yet. He reached into his own bag and felt around for his sphere. He found it and put it in his pocket and then turned on the light and headed out the door with the bags. There was no-one around at all and he wondered why. As he crept quietly down the corridor he came across another room. The blinds were down on the window and door was locked. Scott touched the keyhole and the door opened.
"Foster," he exclaimed when he saw Cade.
"Scott," replied Cade looking a bit worn out from trying to escape from his cuffs.
"Have you seen my father?" asked Scott looking for something to free Cade with.
"No. Fox wouldn't listen to what I had to say," Cade said in disgust.
"I told you he was not to be trusted," replied Scott sighing as he tried to open the cuffs. He took out his sphere. He put it in the palm of his hand and concentrated. Soon a blue/white light was radiating from the sphere and all of a sudden the cuffs opened. Cade rubbed his wrists and as the two left the room one of the guards suddenly appeared. He pulled his gun and told them not to move. Scott still had the sphere in his hand. It glowed brightly and suddenly the window shattered catching the man off guard. Cade punched him in the face and grabbed the gun, Cade noticed that the punch had split the guard's lip but it self healed. Cade pulled the trigger and shot the guard. Scott looked on in amazement as the Gua dissolved into a puddle of phosphorescent bubbles.
"What the hell was that?" asked Scott.
"That was a Gua," replied Cade grimly.
"Let's find my father," Scott said as the two ran down the corridor. As they turned a corner in the corridor they saw a guard sitting outside a room. They hung back for a minute.
"What's with the security in this building?" asked Cade increduously. They had not passed one person in the corridors since they killed the Gua.
"I don't think Fox has a lot of resources," replied Scott.
"He has enough from what I've seen so far," Cade said.
"How are we going to get my father out?" asked Scott.
"Can you create a diversion with that thing?" asked Cade indicating the sphere that Scott still held in his hand.
"Yes but I am not that good with it," replied Scott.
"Ok you create the diversion and I'll get Paul," instructed Cade.
Cade watched for a minute as Scott connected with the sphere and it started to glow brightly. The fire alarm bells started ringing and the sprinkler system turned on. The guard got up off his seat and went down the opposite way to investigate the supposed fire. Cade and Scott ran over to the door and Scott placed his hand over the lock and it opened.
"And I thought I was the master thief," Cade thought to himself as they both went into the room. Paul looked up.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Come on lets go," replied Cade helping Paul up.
"You lied to me," Paul said as they left the room.
"About what?" asked Cade.
"Fox showed me your files. You are nothing but a con man. I have an understanding of what a con man is," Paul said.
"Dad, Fox is lying. You know he can't be trusted but I believe Cade. I saw one of those Gua dissolve," said Scott. They came to an emergency exit and were just about to leave by it when they heard a familiar voice behind them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Fox said. The three men turned and saw Fox standing there. The guard was standing beside him and they both held guns.
"You lied to me George," Paul said.
"No I didn't Paul. Everything I told you about this man is true. He even has Scott lying for him," lied Fox. He indicated with his gun that the three should move away from the exit.
To be Continued